"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Jiangbeiyuan thanked him again and again.
Qiao Zhen prescribed another seven pairs of herbal medicines to Jiang Beiyuan, saying that this time the prescription was changed, so that Jiang Beiyuan would pay more attention to Yan Nian's physical reactions, so that she would know better.
After explaining this, Jiang Beiyuan took Yan Nian away.
As soon as she went out, he wrapped a scarf around her neck several times and put a hat on her to prevent her from being exposed to the wind. People who had just finished acupuncture were not allowed to see the wind.
"Daughter-in-law..."
He suddenly called her in a low voice from behind.
Just as Yan Nian was about to turn her head to look at him, Jiang Beiyuan hugged her waist, and his handsome face rubbed her hair.
"We will never do acupuncture again."
Yan Nian smiled and didn't take it seriously, "It's really okay. How can you not be guilty of treating a disease?"
"Just no more needles."
He was having a tantrum a little childishly, and his voice was muffled and low.
"Your husband is feeling very uncomfortable."
"..." Yan Nian couldn't resist.
*
When he went back that night, Jiang Beiyuan received a call from Jiang Guoteng.
Jiang Guoteng said that Jiang Beize had gone on winter vacation and wanted to go back to Ningcheng to find him. He would fly back tomorrow.
Jiangbeiyuan was silent for a moment.
He thought for a while and finally said, "Okay."
In fact, Jiang Guoteng wanted to talk to him about something else, but Jiang Beiyuan hung up the phone first and said calmly that he wanted to make dinner.
After dinner, Jiang Beiyuan immediately went to boil herbs for Yan Nian.
He has developed a biological clock.
During that hour and a half at night, I did nothing but quietly and carefully prepared the medicine for her.
During this period, Jiang Beiyuan's work was busier than before.
There was so much official business to deal with during the day, and several calls from the company came in at night. He ignored it and left the group of people aside. He waited until Yan Nian finished boiling the medicine before going to deal with the official business.
He is very tired.
But he didn't say.
Yan Nian saw all this in his eyes, sighed, stared at his back, and tiptoed to the kitchen, squeezing his shoulders with his little hands.
Jiang Beiyuan was stunned for a moment and looked sideways slightly.
"Thank you for your hard work, hubby. Aunt Qiao taught me some massage techniques. I'm not very skilled at it. Please bear with me."
There was a small sofa cushion under Yan Nian's feet, otherwise he would be too tall and she would really not be able to reach his shoulders.
"Go and lie down on the sofa. Your husband is not working hard."
He said in a calm voice, his eyes still staring at the casserole, while looking at the watch, his brows furrowed, as if he couldn't slack off during surgery.
Yan Nian crawled on his back, hugged his thin waist, and rubbed his shoulders, "Your shoulders are a bit stiff. You must be very tired recently. Don't always sit down to sign contracts in the future. Stand up and exercise more." .”
Jiang Beiyuan hummed, his voice hoarse in the night, "Okay, wife, I'll do some exercise later."
Yan Nian was stunned and punched him unceremoniously, "Let me tell you something serious!"
Jiang Beiyuan raised his long eyebrows: "What I said is serious, where did you want to go?"
Yan Nian: "..."
She gestured to the back of his head twice to vent her anger, then stopped making trouble and continued to knead his shoulders with her little hands.
The restaurant is quiet.
All you can hear is the bubbling sound of the casserole.
Yan Nian thinks this is good. No one disturbs her and she doesn't have to think too much. She likes this sweet comfort, "Teacher Jiang, do you prefer a boy or a girl?"
"I don't like it either."
"ah??"
Yan Nian thought he would say he liked girls.
Jiang Beiyuan snorted and stared at the bubbling casserole with slightly squinted eyes, "It's all because of this little bastard that you have suffered a lot. You will kill him when he is born."
"Hahahahaha—"
Yan Nian didn't expect such harsh words to come from Jiang Beiyuan's mouth.
Or to his own child.
She laughed so hard that tears came out. She lay on his back, grabbed his clothes without politeness, and wiped away the tears from laughter.
Jiang Beiyuan turned back and glanced at her.
Seeing that her smile was as beautiful as a flower, as moving as a star or the moon, his brows also stretched and curved into a gentle arc.
As long as she's happy.
The herbs are cooked.
Jiang Beiyuan turned off the fire and poured the cooked soup into a porcelain bowl. The strong smell of herbs filled the air, and Yan Nian subconsciously pinched his nose as usual.
Jiang Beiyuan held the bowl in one hand and led her to the living room with the other hand to sit on the sofa.
Yan Nian didn't want to drink it for a hundred times.
But it’s impossible not to drink.
As always, Jiang Beiyuan pinched the tip of her nose and drank it for her.
“It tastes bad…”
She pursed her lips and had a hard time finishing the bowl of medicine.
"Well, I've been drinking for several days. Do you feel anything in your body?"
Jiang Beiyuan's soft fingertips rubbed a little soup from the corner of her mouth and asked.
Yan Nian nodded subconsciously, looking at him blankly with a pair of clear eyes, and said in a soft voice, "It's just... at this time every night, um, I miss you very much."
(End of chapter)